faithandfiction [2007-01-03 12:04:53 +0000 UTC]
That moment, when you can't take yourself anymore. I'm all too familiar with it. You just want to run, freedom, anything to set yourself apart from the mess that is closing around you. Just that longing for open air. And then, even where ever you're going seems to still encompass that inescapable feeling.
I don't know if that's what you're going for here, but I love it. The open air can bring a feeling of freedom, but sometimes no matter how far you go, you can't escape the sentiment that everything is still crumbling.
Long story short, I love it.
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